January 9, 2011
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"Subvert the Western"
Lionel 2022-03-19 09:01:03
The Coen brothers are no longer sharp this time, they use softer things to express their evil tastes. A Western film in the standard sense, the Coen brothers are so familiar with it, and even wiped away the traces of heroes. The movie starts and ends with a little girl's narration. There is no cowboy who will never die alone in western movies, and there is no ordinary soundtrack in western movies (replaced by gentle and affectionate piano music). Jeff Bridges's smoky voice is very magnetic, and the other thing that impressed me is the villain's boss, his calm look is very style. The corpse hanging from the tree and the veterinarian who suddenly appeared in the movie have a clear meaning. It seems that the Cohen brothers are the crappy doctor who took the corpse of the Western movie. He came to the audience just to ask if there were any patients. "Thunder in the Earth" is not as masculine as its name suggests. It is feminine and beautiful. It completely subverts western movies and inertial thinking. This time, the Coen brothers came to use softness to overcome rigidity.
January 9, 2011
January 9, 2011
Extended Reading
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Oswaldo 2022-03-25 09:01:06
It takes enthusiasm and courage to make western films in this era. Without the sharp banter and black humor, the warmth of the Coen brothers is even more difficult to fight, and the last ten minutes makes people tearful; compared with the original version, there are a lot of twigs. The deletion of irrelevant plots at the end makes the whole film more compact and complete; the long and melodious, once legendary talk like this, makes people feel warm.
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Kenton 2022-03-24 09:01:22
The charm of westerns is better than the early ones. The overall production of the film directed by the Coen brothers is excellent, but it still feels like something is lacking, and it is too smooth and has no climactic passages, and the viewing experience is not so hearty.
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Rooster Cogburn: I'm not a sharper. I am an old man sleeping on a rope bed in a room behind the Chinese grocery. I have nothing.
Mattie Ross: You want to be kept in whiskey.
Rooster Cogburn: I don't have to buy that, I confiscate it. I am an officer of the court. Ah, thank you. $100, that's the rate.
Mattie Ross: I shall not niggle. Can we depart this afternoon?
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LaBoeuf: I was within three hundred yards of Chelmsford once. The closest I have been. With a Sharp's carbine that is within range, but I was mounted and had the choice of firing off-hand or dismounting to shoot from rest, which would allow Chelmsford to augment the distance. I fired mounted... and fired wide.
Rooster Cogburn: You cannot hit a man three hundred yards if your gun was resting on Gibraltar.
LaBoeuf: The Sharp's carbine is an instrument of uncanny balance and precision.
Rooster Cogburn: I've no doubt that the gun is sound.